sent to wall street
and did not pass Jesus
went to the library and did not
pass Lincoln
found dust on my floor
and rolled open a match
put the room on light
and listened to each voice
closed my eyes
waiting to 'see' what the
problem is with race and sex
went out to plant some thoughts
the air, was under my feet and his
voice, took my window down.
Venice walk
a stranger passed me her heart
left her smile on my lips
and in the hustle, i saw a voice
move on all of creation
with ease
yes Sir, please.
been around the world
and i can't find my baby
peace
for a while
yo
chance for some
love
2009
finally back to back
skin to skin
like my word
no credit and nothing down
peace
in the speech
behind the voice on his lips and forward with talk
Tuesday January 20. 2009
returning to the heart
easy sway with a crush
on every handsome gentleman in view
shoe down or arm forward
they stand like gods and talk
like fools but, for each fall
my heart grows
where does a donkey carry the dead ?
to the movies
where all eyes are looking for
the light.
lift the eye to a clear blue morning
my hand resting on a cup
waiting for the waiter to flip the cloth.
be still , the only trouble is if you
let time in
heart of mine so full
don't let yourself stumble
do the time.
you may follow the crowd
around the course
find your treasures at vidiots and write
a letter to the organization
i'll go to the library and discover
those hard to find stories
found by wandering off the path
talk with a new face
free myslelf up
been caught in a whirl wind
out of reach and yet full
carrying a box of books
to the top floor on Hobart Bl. not known to me
soon to be
a place for strong customer relationships
night sleep and plenty of table food
